To me the mumble would be something a woman can excuse as long as her Troglodyte boyfriend has something else going for him. “Yeah, he mumbles, but check out those rock hard abs”, that kind of deal. So without the abs, with no money, and on top of that he MUMBLES?!, I can see that scenario going nowhere fast.
I wonder what it does if one falls asleep. Does it change channels, or just shut down entirely? Or maybe it hangs out with SIRI and checks out the latest videos on YouTube.
I wonder what OSHA would have to say about that.
The name does set expectations pretty high. Maybe they should change the name to “Adequate Rib”. The meal comes, and one thinks, “Well, this isn’t all that bad”, and before you know it, another satisfied customer.
I was contemplating this subject just yesterday when eating lunch in my car at work, and almost choking on my Mac ‘N’ Cheese. Fortunately there was a lot of that cheese sauce, and the obstruction finally cleared.
Promise everything; longer lunch, new library books, raises for the teachers, free rulers for math class. Worry about deliverables after you’re elected.
Way back when I was in school one of our assignments was to debate open campus, and why it was not a good idea. The other side felt they had it made, and didn’t bother to prepare. Our team won 35 to 1. Even one of our opponents voted for our side.
I guess it was inevitable.
Rockin’ raven? ;^)
My new boyfriend is ok, but nothing to really crow about.
Artemus Gordon meets James West.